The Eagle Flies 

Razor sharp talons grab prey

As an eagle hunts for a meal

Doing so many times each day.

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I wonder how it feels

To soar so high

So much it reveals.

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High up in the sky

The view must amaze

Don’t know until you try.

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Flying towards the sun rays 

Rising on warm thermal air 

Clear skies above the haze.

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Taking off with great care

She soars upward fast 

Such beauty beyond compare.

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As the sun sets at last 

She lands gently in her nest

Dreaming of flights of the past…

-AAA 08/12/2024

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